John Carnaby vs Soraya - A dancer among the mist

Annoyed at herself but mostly at him for falling asleep so easily she knew she had to bring him around to get a verbal submission from him. Even though this was the case it still did not mean she could toy with him and play with him in the meantime as she got those ample breasts to gently glide over his face and placed one of her nipples in his mouth as little humiliation, to show how much in control she was of the situation.

Now the man was aroused and slowly gaining consciousness she pilled more of the humiliation on him. Feeling the effort he was trying to get himslef out of this situation she used her weight and muscles to keep him down and his mouth around as much of her breast as he could handle. John tried again to push her away from him but was unsuccessful with his hands for her to only then feel a kick to her causing her to roll off him and quickly get up.

John would admit, that Soraya was indeed a woman. Her perfect dancer figure with those curvy hips and breasts that swayed to their own tune just by simply standing there, it made her all the more sultry and lethal too. The artist would admit all this freely, outside the ring that is. Currently he was more trying to handle the fact that Soraya had been proving herself a very sharp thorn in the side of John right now, the lad felt sweat pouring all over every inch of his muscled frame as he managed to get the gypsy dancer away from him. 

Regardless the artist had been roused from his momentary slumber in more ways than one there if Soraya's breasts had anything to say by it, John had to grit his teeth just to prevent the blood in his brain from rushing straight down to his third leg there. Glaring daggers at Soraya John would slowly clamber back upwards in the corner, he then slumped back into the foam turnbuckles. Sucking in some deep breaths there the artist was going to need to try and keep calm here, because otherwise he was just going to be playing right into the gypsy's hands and she'd just dance all over him again!

Deciding to take a more cautious approach here John would tense himself up, ignoring the sweat dripping down his body and how he still stood somewhat at saluting the gypsy here. Deciding to try and play a bit dirty the artist would try and edge himself close to Soraya, trying to feint with a lunge before trying to wrap his arms around her and give a mighty heave and a ho to try and take her to the mat with a belly to belly suplex!

She always had a way with men, using her perfect dancer figure with those curvy hips and breasts that swayed to their own tune just by simply standing there to get what she wanted! She could feel his sweat which made it more delicious to go after him using her sexual ways before suddenly being kicked off him.

Soraya got herself up and sauntered over to him, as he was glaring daggers at her and slowly clamber back upwards in the corner. A smirk came over her as he then slumped back into the foam turnbuckles, knowing this may come to an end soon and in her favour. Soraya now up next to him winked "So what's it going to be my sweaty little man?" As she noticed him edging closer to her.

Suddenly he lunged at her, which she was not expecting, and tried to dodge it as she felt his arms wrap around her to give her a mighty heave and a ho. Before she knew what had happened, she found herself in a belly to belly suplex crashing towards the floor. Upon making contact with she grunted loudly and curled up from the pain.

John got a rather nice slam there on the gypsy, she had tried to make a witty remark at his expense but John was going to have none of it there. He broke past Soraya's sultry and sweat inducing charms and managed to toss her right into the mat, that would probably not teach the dancer not to chide the artist but it got his point across in a decisive manner at the very least! John would somewhat sit up after making Soraya get sat down on the mat with impunity. 

Running a hand across his forehead the Brit felt just how dang drenched in sweat he was, fuck this had been a long one already and he still needed to put the gypsy down and get her to submit. This back pain that he bestowed upon Soraya gave John a light bulb of an idea, one that would let him exact some payback for what she had done to him when he was smothered out of it~

Grunting loudly to himself the artist would seek to flip Soraya onto her stomach, giving her a hard spank on the left butt cheek to show that John was going to have a bit of fun in his own right towards his sultry foe of a dancer. However he wasn't going to be idle for long as the artist would seek to put his impressive upper body strength to good use and would make to heft up Soraya upwards into a standing position and then get her right up and on top of his shoulders for an Argentine Backbreaker! As John targeted the area he'd used one hand to clamp down hard on one of Soraya's breasts, the artist would sample those funbags a bit in his own accord as he prepared to try and put the gypsy through the ringer!

Soraya was now on the back foot having been slammed into the floor by a belly to belly suplex and had to recover quickly from the daze she was in from it. Part of her was even impressed by the man for lifting her physique of pure curvaceous muscle to do that suplex! Le alone breaking her sultry and sweat inducing charms!

As she was getting up slowly, wobbling to her feet in the daze, she noticed the Brit running a hand across his forehead feeling just how dang drenched in sweat he was. At this point herself she was starting to feel the heat and thought she needed to finish this match as soon as she could, especially if he somehow managed to find her actual physical weak spot which would cause problems for her. Eventually she managed to get up as she tried to support her back a bit with her arm behind her back and getting close to recovering from the daze, even though she is still a little unsteady on her feet in those open toed heels of hers.

Just as she recovered from the daze and started to walk/stand normally she heard a loud grunt from the artist as suddenly she was flipped onto her stomach before feeling a big spank on her ass "Eeep! Now now you will get see that later." Taunting him to only experience more of that impressive upper body strength that lifted her for the suplex. She was then hefted up by him so she was now able to stand although a bit dazed from taking that fall to the floor again! Whilst in this daze, she would suddenly feel and sudden heft from him as suddenyl she found herself on top of his shoulders for an Argentine Bacbreaker "Ooof! What the hell are you doing?" She yelled as she felt her back being bent. Luckily her dancing days and other events in her life made her very very supple so the actual backbreaker was not as bad as it could have been! Moments later whilst dealing with the slight inconvenience and pain she felt one hand to clamp down hard on one of her breasts. Now the artist would sample those funbags a bit in his own accord "You having fun there love?" Teasing him that he could get enough of her melons!

John was known for being able to implement good submission holds, it was an art form to him in his mind. He could crank a person back like there was no tomorrow and still be able to take them to another level of pain, now he finally had the gypsy dancer in his hands and he was gonna wring her out like a piece of taffy! In this sweat laden sauna both were more or less in the nude, it added a sort of primal sense to it in the artist's mind. He had a sort of mad look in his expression here as he prepared to take Soraya and bend her this way and that.

Sure Soraya was flexible given her dancer background but John was a pro when it came to adjusting the pain one could suffer in his clutches, he buried his hand deep into Soraya's exposed titflesh. No doubt it would leave some red marks from his less than gentle copping a feel, regardless it seemed the gypsy was keen to continue running her mouth off about the fact that he was trying to get enough of a grasp on her bosom. Said snide comment would be punctuated by the artist going "Oh be quiet you've been clinging onto me since we got here!" which was then followed up by John stepping forward and using it to crank back on Soraya's back even further!

The artist was going to try and keep this up, the further he did a number on her spine the less likely she'd be able to be an escape artist. John would try and shuffle her in his grasp to shuffle from the Argentine Backbreaker into a Canadian variety, where he could wrap his arms around her waist to add to the pressure. Soraya better think fast or else she might be kissing her spine goodbye here in the tight muscled clutches of the artist!

Soraya was now in trouble with her flexibility being tested by John's Submission hold. She did read up about him being a specialist in this area and of course she had to get herself trapped in one by him! As the bending continued Soraya screamed in pain as more pressure was applied.

A loud gasp cam from her mouth as he grabbed her tit "Get off me you horrible perve!" Still in pain from the backbreaker. The red marks she did not mind so much as that was normal in her previous life. "I prefer it if it was me and not you clinging onto me thought!" As she became desperate to get out of this hold.

In an attempt to get herself free she began with some quick, sharp elbow shots to his head and sides as the pain was getting to her as the hold lasted longer. As the pains grew so did the sharpness and violence of the elbow strikes jabbing at John's sides and head. Over time the energy she used to do these strikes would build up a nice sweat on her and, if not released from the hold after many strikes to his sides and head, she would use the sweat to slip out of his hold and land elegantly on her feet.........

John was finding himself chuckling at Soraya's remarks, she had been all over on him through this match and had gotten practically naked and rendered him so as well. If she wanted to then they'd have stayed reserved, if the gypsy was keen to flaunt her goods then the artist was going to make sure they were roughly put to the test. The artist muttered out with a snarky "Oh shush~" Soraya was totally trying to rile him up and between being stripped naked and getting smothered to hell and back by Soraya, well then the dancer's breasts being rough housed was fair game in his mind. Those tits made a nice little stress ball for all the ways Soraya had made him get put through the ringer here.

Still the gypsy wasn't going to lay there and take it from the looks of things, the immense sweat that both fighters had gathered over the course of the fight was playing a role in making Soraya one slippery customer. Coupling this with her natural dancer flexibility and then those repeated elbow shots to the noggin and it was making it harder and harder for the artist to keep a firm grip on her and after one too many strikes John was forced to release Soraya from his tight clutches as he staggered forward clutching his head. 

"Ngh!" John yelled out as he stumbled in an attempt to get his bearings, eventually the artist would find the ropes and lean on them a bit and shake his head rapidly with beads of sweat flying off from him before he felt his primal instincts come into play as he turned his head and looked at the gypsy dancer. Before letting out a loud growl as John decided to throw caution to the wind and try to hit her with a dropkick!

Soraya was continually and desperately trying to get out of this backbreaker with various different methods. Her complaining and whining only got a shush from him. It nearly got to the point where she would give up but then unexpectedly a combination of their sweat, her flexibility and then those repeated elbow shots to the noggin gave Soraya a break. Clearly he could not keep a firm grip on her with all this going on as she was released.

When released she stumbled back too as her back was now in agony and from this her balance was off. Moments later she could no longer stand from the pain and dizziness, plus the heels did not help her balance in this state either due to her barely able to walk on them now, and so she fell on her back. Soraya could feel his eyes on her as a growl came from indicating she need to dodge, so she rolled out of the way of his dropkick, hoping that would only injure himself further.

Now was the time for her to strike! As she mustered her energy to compose herself she crawled over to him and went straight for a 69 submission hold, her fishnet clad thighs wrapped around his neck and one of her hands holding his feet. “How do you like this?” As he legs began pulsating around his neck…….